When hesitation breaks the moment, chaos follows!
A single Arc Blade Disc has little impact on one’s strength, but selling it could bring significant benefit!
“Look, there are members of the Monka clan over there!” Gao Sheng’s eyes lit up as he pointed into the distance. “Shasha, those must be of your same race!”
Luo Feng followed Gao Sheng’s gaze. There stood a group of beautiful, alluring girls with emerald hair—some seductive, others innocent, yet all stunningly attractive. Beside them stood a group of handsome emerald-haired men, each dressed in a dignified and gallant manner.
“XXXX…” The Monka clan slaves, upon seeing Shasha, began chattering in a strange, unintelligible language.
“XXX…” The servant girl behind Gao Sheng, her eyes brimming with tears, cried out a string of words.
“You know them?” Gao Sheng asked in surprise.
The Monka clan slaves were quite well-known in the slave market. With a population in the billions, it was unexpected that the maid they had hired from a restaurant would recognize this group.
“Yes, yes, I do!” Shasha replied urgently. “Master, they are from the same homeland as me. We were all captured by the Lord at the same time and sold to slave traders.”
“Captured by the Lord?” Luo Feng frowned, standing beside them.
The planetary Lord not only failed to protect his people but instead sold them?
“Yes.”
Shasha clenched her teeth, her voice filled with hatred. “Our homeland was a beautiful planet. The Lord was the strongest there, ruling over the entire planet! Under him were two great demons, both Cosmic-level warriors! In our homeland, Cosmic-level warriors were considered invincible. Among our common folk, only a few reached Star-level, and even they couldn’t stand against the demons!”
“The two demons led armies, capturing countless adult girls and boys, and then directly selling them to slave merchants.” Tears streamed down Shasha’s face. “Generation after generation, our people reproduce, only to be sold again and again. This is our fate. It cannot be changed!”
These words sent a chill through Luo Feng’s heart.
Heaven!
A planet specifically breeding slaves, like harvesting leeks, one crop after another!
“Trading in slaves is a highly profitable business,” Gao Sheng shook his head. “A planet with a population of billions can reproduce a new generation in just a few decades. Selling hundreds of millions brings enormous wealth! But this practice is despicable. If a race ever produces a supreme warrior, the planetary Lord will be finished. That’s why such practices are usually reserved for weaker races, and only by planetary Lords with powerful backing.”
“Among the countless human races in the universe, some weaker ones are very feeble in adulthood. It’s extremely difficult for them to even reach Star-level. Such races being used as slave races is considered normal,” Gao Sheng continued.
Cold!
Bone-deep cold!
The universe was brutally naked in its cruelty.
“If Earth were discovered…” Luo Feng’s heart trembled.
Earthlings were far too weak!
Reaching even the first stage of Star-level was an immense struggle. At this level, powerful cosmic forces could easily enslave entire generations, turning Earthlings into breeding stock, sold off as slaves generation after generation, endlessly.
Just like the Monka clan…
“No, no!!!” A surge of anger rose in Luo Feng’s heart.
Fury!
Resentment!
Absolutely not!
Since arriving on Qiu Long Star, seeing Cosmic-level warriors who could crush him with a single finger reduced to mere restaurant managers, prized slaves, or bodyguards, Luo Feng had understood why Babata had urged him to pretend to be a noble’s heir, someone with a powerful background.
Now he understood…
The universe was this naked! If you were weak, you would be trampled! No one would pity you!
If your race was weak, the entire race would be oppressed, even enslaved!
No one would help you! You could only rely on yourself!
“A noble’s heir? A Silver Guard? A Black Dragon spaceship? I’m not from any noble family. The Yimo Star lineage? It has already perished! I’m just an Earthling, a weak Earthling. Only through ‘pretense’ can I earn the slightest respect on Qiu Long Star. Otherwise, who would look twice at a Star-level nobody from a primitive planet?” Luo Feng gazed at the servant girl, Shasha.
He looked at the group of Monka slaves.
The female slaves were weak, but many of the male slaves were already at Star-level! Clearly, the Monka clan was stronger than Earthlings.
“Monka clan… Earthlings…” Luo Feng murmured inwardly.
“I will never allow Earth to follow the Monka clan’s fate! Never!” Luo Feng vowed silently.
A fire burned within him.
Seeing the Monka clan had awakened Luo Feng completely.
In this vast universe, there were countless human races! Some, like the Baman race, were strong—adults naturally reaching Domain Lord levels! While others were weaker than Earthlings, with Earthlings ranking among the weakest, most adults not even reaching Apprentice-level.
Why were the Baman strong? Because their ancestors had worked hard to improve their bloodline!
For any race to rise, heroes must stand up, pioneers must carve the path!
“If no ancestors have done so, then I shall be the one to blaze the trail!”
“If I cannot rely on others, then I must rely on myself!”
Walking with Gao Sheng through the slave market, seeing groups of slaves sold in entire tribes, thousands available on demand, made Luo Feng’s heart grow colder. If one day, Earthlings were sold by the thousands, with his own people, even his descendants, among them…
That would be a nightmare!
…
“Brother Gao, I have other matters to attend to. We’ll part here.”
Outside the slave market exit, Luo Feng bid farewell to Gao Sheng.
“Alright! Luo Feng, if you need anything, contact me through the Virtual Universe Network. I’ll be on Qiu Long Star for the next few years,” Gao Sheng said warmly.
“Of course.”
Thus, they parted ways.
Watching Luo Feng and his two Silver Guards disappear into the distance, Gao Sheng muttered softly, “Is he on a sect trial? Or a noble family’s independence test?” Then he shook his head and left with his guards. He never imagined that this seemingly well-connected black-haired youth was actually just the strongest warrior from a primitive planet, and even that strength was only at Star-level.
…
“Now I must quickly increase my own power, and that of Earth!” Luo Feng walked along the streets of Qiu Long City.
There were two paths to power.
The first was to enhance his human body.
The second was to strengthen the Gold Horn Giant.
“The Gold Horn Giant is my greatest weapon!” Luo Feng thought. “But even if I sold the Arc Blade Disc, the money wouldn’t be enough to raise the Gold Horn Giant to Cosmic-level in just one or two years! So there’s only one way…”
“Raise my human body to Cosmic-level.”
“Then go to the Cosmic River Bank and withdraw the first account left by my master.”
“With the money from that account, I can rapidly elevate the Gold Horn Giant to Cosmic-level!”
Luo Feng quickly laid out his plan.
The power of the Yimo Star Master was immense—just a single strand of hair would surpass even the Lord of Qiu Long Star! Luo Feng believed the funds in that first account wouldn’t disappoint him.
“Barbara, I want to sell the Arc Blade Disc. Where should I go?” Luo Feng asked.
“Are you really going to sell it?” Barbara couldn’t help but ask.
“Yes!”
Luo Feng’s voice was firm.
If it weren’t for the treasures he carried—immortal corpses, weapons, the Red Chaos Copper Mother fragment, and the even more valuable Eternal Love, which would be suicide to reveal—why would he struggle so hard? The Red Chaos Copper Mother and Eternal Love were treasures that could drive Domain Lords mad. And the Yimo Star spaceship could drive Immortal-level beings wild.
Luo Feng dared not reveal them!
“Go to the previous Rare Treasures Shop!” Barbara said.
“The Rare Treasures Shop?” Luo Feng was taken aback.
“Yes. Their supply of weapons isn’t as good as the Psychic Weapon specialty stores, but they’ll give you a higher price,” Barbara explained.
…
Luo Feng hurried back to the Rare Treasures Shop.
Moments later.
“Oh, it’s that customer from before. He’s come again—probably to make a purchase,” a shop attendant noticed Luo Feng and warmly approached.
“Respected sir, how may I assist you today?” the attendant smiled.
“I want to sell a psychic weapon,” Luo Feng said, startling the attendant. He continued, “A third-tier one!”
“Please, wait a moment,” the attendant’s voice trembled.
Psychic weapons were already luxury items.
Each tier increase in power came at a staggering price.
A third-tier psychic weapon was worth at least several billion, while a top-tier one could reach into the hundreds of billions!
“Sir, please come inside to discuss.” Soon, the attendant returned and respectfully led Luo Feng into a private meeting room.
Inside the room.
An elder with red and blue markings on his face, standing about two and a half meters tall, stood and bowed slightly. He was a Cosmic-level 6 warrior, an invincible presence on ordinary planets.
“Respected guest, I hear you wish to sell a third-tier psychic weapon?” the elder asked with a smile.
“Yes,” Luo Feng nodded slightly.
“May I ask what kind of psychic weapon it is?” the elder asked curiously.
Luo Feng flipped his hand, and the Arc Blade Disc appeared.
The elder’s eyes lit up.
“This is an Arc Blade Disc. In the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, a standard psychic weapon shop would price it at 21 billion Black Dragon coins,” Luo Feng declared.
Creating a mature psychic weapon was prone to imitation.
Of course, only World-level warriors could barely replicate or manufacture a third-tier psychic weapon. Some even required Immortal-level beings to create. Weapon trading was an extremely profitable business. For example, the Dun Tian Shuttle was created by Hu Yanbo, while the Arc Blade Disc was not. The Dun Tian Shuttle was rare in the cosmos.
The Arc Blade Disc, however, was a relatively common third-tier psychic weapon, and the Rare Treasures Shop already had the techniques to use it.
“Beep!”
A green light scanned the Arc Blade Disc.
“It’s a standard Arc Blade Disc, crafted from premium materials and in flawless condition,” the elder said with a smile to Luo Feng. “I can offer you 16 billion Black Dragon coins for it.”
“Eighteen billion Black Dragon coins. Not a single coin less,” Luo Feng shook his head.
That 18 billion was what Barbara had told him.
“18 billion Black Dragon coins? Hmm…” The elder studied Luo Feng with a measured gaze. This young man clearly grasped the profit margins of their transaction. Acquiring such weapons required patience—psychic armaments could only be replicated or forged by warriors of World-level prowess, necessitating queued deliveries.
“Deal!” the elder finally said, looking at Luo Feng.
A faint smile finally appeared on Luo Feng’s face. “Draw up the contract!”
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